Dreaming Up Disaster
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
And when I say dreams, I mean literally dreams. The kind where you fall asleep, have your happy state of REM and if you're lucky enough manage to enter a somewhat imaginary world of infinite possibilites.Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Not the metaphorical kind like 'ambition', 'goals' and 'fantasies'. Especially not fantasies. No way am I going to tell you about my deep fetish for all things whip and chain related.
Oops.
Lately, I haven't been having the best dreams. People always hope that when they dream at night, it would be of something wonderful. Like horseback riding for some of the girls. Or for the guys, bareback riding. Or for some others, brokeback riding. I'm just saying. Dreams are something a whole lot of people look forward to after a crazy day of work.
Especially since Inception created such a big buzz this year. Now everyone's asking the question "What the f*** is a dream?". Freud used dreams as basis for psychoanalysis. Some believe that it is a reflection of your innermost thoughts and desires. Others disregard them as just passive movie time while the body rests. Look, if I wanted movie time while resting I would watch Twilight. You'd definitely enter a deep sleep.
For me, dreams are complicated. As an aspiring psychologist, I want to take the value of a dream to be that as defined by the book. But there's another part of me which finds dreams so much more fascinating. Have you ever wondered if there were such dreams which could project the future? I'm not saying I can, because that's crazy. But it has happened. Is this an X-File case? No. I'm sure there's reason behind it.
Maybe I anticipate things which I feel are to come. Intuition isn't a psychic prediction - it's the ability to have good sense of what is to come. This could translate into me thinking about it subconsiously and thus projects itself in my dreams.
Obviously not all my dreams come true. If they did, boy, would I have fun hanging out with Paris Hilton and Nozomi Sasaki in real life. Unlike Liverpool, I think I'll definitely score some.
At the end, this post isn't written with all jovial intentions. On the contrary, these thoughts stem from sad thoughts which need an outlet. A dream means nothing when you wake up. This is the first metaphor. This is me waking up. The good old dream prediction strikes again.
And yes, dream a little dream of me.
12:19 AM
Change for me
Elliot Lucas Marcell16.01.91
164.5cm
Meridian JC
CHANGE
Since I don't have a band, I was wondering what I was gonna put up here. Okay, when I think of something good then I'll place up. Till then, you can watch this empty space. Which isn't so empty anymore considering I've just typed words inside of this box. Wow.
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